Murder On Music Row (george Strait And Alan Jackson) Lyrics - George Strait

Nobody saw him running from sixteenth avenue 

They never found the fingerprint or the weapon that was used 

But someone killed country music, cut out its heart and soul 

They got away with murder down on music row 

The almighty dollar and the lust for worldwide fame 

Slowly killed tradition and for that someone should hang 

(Oh, you tell them Alan) 

They all say not guilty but the evidence will show 

That murder was committed down on music row 

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For the steel guitars no longer cry and fiddles barely play 

But drums and rock 'n roll guitars are mixed up in your face 

Old Hank wouldn't have a chance on today's radio 

Since they committed murder down on music row 

They thought no one would miss it, once it was dead and gone 

They said, "No one would buy them old drinking and cheating songs 

(I'll still buy 'em) 

Well, there ain't no justice in it and the hard facts are cold 

Murder's been committed down on music row 

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Oh, the steel guitars no longer cry and you can't hear fiddles play 

With drums and rock 'n roll guitars mixed right up in your face 

Why? The Hag, he wouldn't have a chance on today's radio 

Since they committed murder down on music row 

Why? They even tell the Possum to pack up and go back home 

There's been an awful murder down on music row